Back Door Genie

On the shore,

a turning tide
reveals a lamp
beneath

the sand.

In my reach,

there

on the beach,
I take it
in my hand.

Rubbing it

thrice, a
blinding light
takes me to a
magic land:

“What’s your

pleasure:  

sex, or treasure?
But first, please

understand.

Be at task,   

before you ask,

I’m a bottom

at your 

command.”

~gj duerrschmidt

For more by this writer, vist:

The Orangenous Zone